[ Eren is so wrapped up in his own shit, the macro view of things, that sometimes he just forgets the smaller picture. He thinks he knows all of it but he never does, he never has. Even Eren can't see everything.
He starts at the hand on his shoulder, eyes wide.
A dozen ways to fight his way out — and zero ways to talk, of course — flash through his head. He knows fighting here isn't viable, gives away who they are, puts everyone in danger yet again, but...
Levi's voice doesn't calm him in the slightest, but it does reset his fight or fight harder reflex. He tells himself he didn't notice because Ackerman something but that's a lame ass excuse. He didn't notice because he wasn't fucking paying attention, too focused on the next step to solidify this one.
Gears spin in his already confused head.
He can't and wouldn't fight Levi, not today and not ever. That leaves words, a way to convince the captain...what? Of the truth? Of a lie? Of a lie for now until he can get away like he planned, like he needs to? It's true he doesn't know the timing. He knows Zeke has less time than he does. He already warned Historia of his plans.
There is no other way this ends.
The door closes behind them and he turns to look at Levi. He wants to school his face into something blank and unreadable but he hasn't perfected that skill yet. Instead, he chews the inside of his cheek hard enough to bleed and lies to himself about how it was an accident and not a line of defence.
He would never fight the captain but there are a hundred other people all around them that he still feels sick about having to kill eventually. That won't stop him, though. ]
Captain. You shouldn't have followed me.
[ Not you didn't have to, but you shouldn't have. ]
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He starts at the hand on his shoulder, eyes wide.
A dozen ways to fight his way out — and zero ways to talk, of course — flash through his head. He knows fighting here isn't viable, gives away who they are, puts everyone in danger yet again, but...
Levi's voice doesn't calm him in the slightest, but it does reset his fight or fight harder reflex. He tells himself he didn't notice because Ackerman something but that's a lame ass excuse. He didn't notice because he wasn't fucking paying attention, too focused on the next step to solidify this one.
Gears spin in his already confused head.
He can't and wouldn't fight Levi, not today and not ever. That leaves words, a way to convince the captain...what? Of the truth? Of a lie? Of a lie for now until he can get away like he planned, like he needs to? It's true he doesn't know the timing. He knows Zeke has less time than he does. He already warned Historia of his plans.
There is no other way this ends.
The door closes behind them and he turns to look at Levi. He wants to school his face into something blank and unreadable but he hasn't perfected that skill yet. Instead, he chews the inside of his cheek hard enough to bleed and lies to himself about how it was an accident and not a line of defence.
He would never fight the captain but there are a hundred other people all around them that he still feels sick about having to kill eventually. That won't stop him, though. ]
Captain. You shouldn't have followed me.
[ Not you didn't have to, but you shouldn't have. ]